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Skip to primary content. God, Red Robin, and Me. June 14, 2015. Many years ago I read a book that, I don’t think it would be an exaggeration to say, altered the trajectory of my life. It was by the Reformed apologist and theologian, Francis Schaeffer, and the title is. The God Who is There. Faith = No rationality; i.e., no contact with the cosmos (science) or history. All rationality – including scientific evidence and history. The end result is often the following dichotomy:. The God Who is There. Wheat...

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October 2014 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. Jesus, Hypocrisy, Empathy, and Suffering. October 30, 2014. Then Jesus said to the crowds and to his disciples,. The scribes and the Pharisees sit on Moses’ seat;. Therefore, do whatever they teach you and follow it; but do not do as they do, for they do not practice what they teach. They tie up heavy burdens, hard to bear, and lay them on the shoulders of others; but they themselves are unwilling to lift a finger to move them. The greatest among you will be your servant.

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July 2014 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. Jan Pettit: A Brief Oral History of Ute Pass. July 14, 2014. A few days ago, I found myself in the living room of Jan Pettit along with my “Associate” for the summer, Steven. We prepared a few questions for her in advance and then let her run with things for twenty minutes or so. Https:/ revdavidshaw.files.wordpress.com/2014/07/janpettithistorywav.wav. Tomorrow, They’ll Be Here. Boy George and the Quest for “Christian”. I’d Rather Do a Funeral: God’s Business.

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March 2015 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. This Space is Changing (For Now). March 18, 2015. March 19, 2015. Those who visit this site will likely already know that I have resigned my post at Church in the Wildwood and will be moving to New Jersey this summer. On March 1, I received and accepted the call to become the next Senior Minister at Union Congregational of Montclair. My last Sunday at Church in the Wildwood will be May 24 and I expect to begin at Union on or around June 15. Once, Not So Long Ago….

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Joy – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. December 10, 2014. Such a simple word that ought to be straightforward to define. It is also a central theme of the Advent season in the Church. So, I should know what you mean when you use the word, but the likelihood is quite high that we are employing a different grammar when employing this small, simple, beautiful word. Does one work at joy? When we apply rigorous logic to define it, do we not lose the power of experiencing it? Was I weepy simply because I was tired?

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December 2014 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. December 10, 2014. Such a simple word that ought to be straightforward to define. It is also a central theme of the Advent season in the Church. So, I should know what you mean when you use the word, but the likelihood is quite high that we are employing a different grammar when employing this small, simple, beautiful word. Does one work at joy? When we apply rigorous logic to define it, do we not lose the power of experiencing it? Was I weepy simply because I was tired?

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January 2015 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. January 20, 2015. Today is your fifth birthday! One of my favorite pictures of you depicts you, as a baby, not being too camera shy. As you greeted the world, you’ve continued to greet others with happiness and hope. A little wave perfectly captures your disposition:. Primary reflex to comment on that which is skin deep. To mention your hair rather than your soul. To talk clothes rather than conscience. To speak to glamour before mentioning morals. You’re a loving...

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We're never gonna survive unless…. Tomorrow, They’ll Be Here. November 18, 2015. Over the past few months, some members of my congregation have wondered how to respond to the massive upheaval of humanity occurring in Europe. It has been made plain to us that the best way to help a Syrian family is to clear a spot in the refugee pipeline by helping a family, any refugee family, from any part of the world. Tomorrow, our faith is made manifest in our response to one family. It is a faith born out of the...

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April 2015 – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. Nietzsche or Dr. Seuss? April 9, 2015. Note: I don’t own such a book) Should I go with Nietzsche’s “The Gay Science” to suggest that people who read Nietzsche would love to hang out in this house on a cold winter’s night? The working people don’t take any trash from a self-righteous, Caesar-like King…no sirreee.) Choices, choices. The picture doesn’t do it justice, but not bad, right? Tomorrow, They’ll Be Here. Boy George and the Quest for “Christian”. Create a free web...

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A Favored Poem at Wildwood – revdavidshaw

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We're never gonna survive unless…. A Favored Poem at Wildwood. February 19, 2015. On my forehead,. A sign of the cross,. Smudged in ash from the fire. That burned down the McMansion of my hubris,. And, with it,. The money I should have given away,. The television I used to numb my senses,. The carpet I should have been called on,. The doors I should have opened to others,. The envelopes I should have used. To send letters of love,. The wise books I shelved prominently. The blank places in my photo albums.